water, and paper goods. -Brittany” I blinked. Was this real? I’d just given my entire weekend, filled her home, and cared for her child — and she was billing me for eggs and toilet paper? Once the shock wore off, I got inspired. Back at home, I drafted my own invoice on formal letterhead: “Grandmother Services, Est. 1993” — detailing 18 years of unpaid labor raising her husband. Diapers: $3,000. School supplies: $8,000. Food, clothes, orthodontics, and emotional support? The total soared past $200,000. Then, with a flourish,
I applied a “family discount” of 99.98%, leaving a remaining balance of $40. I sealed it in a gold-trimmed envelope and dropped it off with a smile. Not long after, my son Ethan called me — half-laughing, half-apologizing. He hadn’t known about Brittany’s little invoice and assured me he was fully on my side. A week later, Brittany Venmoed me the $40 with a note: “To settle my debt. ;)” I laughed, then donated the money to a local children’s hospital in Noah’s name. Because the best revenge isn’t petty — it’s clever, classy, and comes with itemized receipts.
